I love you like I love this armchair
Your hands tickling the skin
under my anklet as I curl my body
into yours
into the armchair that snuggles us both.
Your lips at my ear
my shivers sending dimples into your cheeks
as you whisper softly
and tease a grin to my cramp trodden face
tugging at the sweatpants
encasing my aching limbs
you hold my body tightly
and I silently forgive the little man with the fork who is scraping my ****** apart
because even as the cramps wrack my body
you're there to hold me
and give me care packages
of cookies, tea and mango ginger chews
You are the definition of sweet and the fact
that you kiss my fevery skin
and soothe my smarting pride
makes me love you
even more then I love this armchair.
The stains are laughed away
as you kiss my eyes and twine your legs with mine.
The plush softness of your love
enveloping me like warm rain
and I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you